Ripped tights, holy knees
Bow in prayer, let her please.
She'll worship you for money
In the dark, where he heavily breathes
Watching,
Watching,
Watching...
Stalking girls who wear torn stockings,
Slit their throats, blood bubbles while they're coughing-
Begging him, but there is no stopping
Ripping them to shreds until they are nothing;
Just a ***** in the street,
Grotesque and appalling.
Mutilated body,
Embodying the evils
Of the district of the angels
The impoverished Whitechapel.
A disappearing devil,
Whose name brandished hell.
Leaving his mark in the shivers
And the chills.

-SLuR

I find repetition intricately weaved into my existence,
god's hands carefully placing stitches.
Needles, digging ditches into fragile skin
Eyes tearing holes into my soul
With cold, steel judgement.
Bare these bones of mine,
Separate my flesh from sin.
I've shown you all that lies within me,
How could you be so unforgiving?
Continually spinning,
while I'm starting to feel dizzy
And my life just started twisting
Into plots that end in tragedies,
Maladies, and "woe is me"s
Separate my truth from fantasies.
Everything I see can't be real.
Reeling pain through this cycle,
My daily routine inside this hell.
Where the devil's evil spells
Words of wickedness, instilled
Inside these brains I wish to spill.
Give me one more little pill
To take away what makes me ill.
I feel, the acid in my throat still.
Flooding my throat with words
I'd rather ****, than speak.
Exorcise the demons from my body
With the gentleness of a priest,
Wiping boyish tears off of my cheek
As I crumble with my speech.
Like it is, a necessity
To be trampled under feet.
Groveling gravel you'll find beneath
People who laugh at my grief
When I'm reaching for relief,
Trying to coax happiness to give
Me, that one last inch I need
To grasp the life I've seen in dreams
Where I can run out of these seams
And won't live inside repeat misery
Sewn into me, by god's shivering
Skinny fingers.
Again and again, this sadness is triggered.

-SLuR

There is no light,
In this dim earth.
I'm six feet under,
Breathing dirt.
No need to fight.
For what it's worth,
I'm comfortable,
I am a worm.

Yet I squirm,
Vulnerable
When unearthed.
I burn, in a world
I never got to know.
I writhe, with no control.
I yearn, for a hole.
I am a worm.
I belong in the dirt.

-SLuR

My eyes creak open, rusted from sleep
Mice stir between the walls,
Scurrying away with my heartbeat.
I hear a peep, dust falls from the chimney
Sneak a peek around the corner,
To see the perfect form of horror.

Shadowed figure, hidden visage
Eying the room, suspicious.
A malicious grin spreads, fingers twitch
Towards decorated sweet breads.
Licks his lips, as he cleans the plate
Then makes his way to my giving tree,
A beacon to guide this demon, unholy.

Quick with the turtle tendencies
To hide underneath my shells,
Pop a shot in his gut full of sweets,
To feed him my own version of hell.
Can’t speak without teeth, he mutters a “**, **, hum.”
I guess I was a bit naughty, ‘cause Santa is go, go, gone.

-SLuR

Mundane, monotonous days
That I waste away,
Always looking through a haze.
In a daze, with no emotions on my face.
Without a trace of consciousness in my eyes.
Absent of the sparkle,
That signifies I'm alive.
I only know that I live because I wish to die.

Monotonous, mundane days
That I struggle to get through,
Even though it's the same
As yesterday,
And all the days before.
Awakening to a play
In which I have to perform.
I'm just a robot programmed to act,
Like a human being with his life intact.

-SLuR

Devastation.
Dying dreams;
Dad's drunk daily
Down, devouring dry dirt.
Disappointing, dumb daughter
Drawing dark, depressing depictions.
Dewy, damp domes drowning
Damaged, dislocated desires.
Death diet; desperate destruction.
Domestic *******,
Disgustingly digging- dividing
Dysfunctional demons.
Dying determination.

-SLuR

Dreams crack against the harsh reality
That you could be woven from all their mysteries,
A tangible piece to the incomplete- me;
Expand the horizon and let my nomad mind see
Her eyes on the screen, playing open heart surgery
Wipe it off against my sleeve, let it bleed, and repeat.
I’m unsheathed, by your gentle personality;
Frightening vulnerability yet through my veins runs Bravery,
Towards falls and leaps, like counted sheep
Or my chest when you speak as I inch to sleep.
I know, I’m weak and tend to cling
With suffocating, cellophane tendencies
But, a person like you causes static electricity
And I’m drawn to your spark like a pupil is to beauty,
How a dream seeks a mind, how you sought mine.
A person like you is just inclined
To open a soul’s window blinds.

-SLuR

The same smoldering sun beats heavy in our burning chests,
And the same shimmering moon pulls at our wayward tides.
Yet still, we find our eyes hold these vastly different skies.

Maybe one day our clouds will connect into endless fields of rain,
Or our star-clung wishes will grow faint as we forget, once desire fades.
All these sunrises, and sunsets s t r e t c h and blend inside my veins.

I’m waiting countless days, just to see your face once before you go away.

-SLuR

I want to lie on your faded sunrise,
Float on a sky, of whispered lullabies.
Awaken in your dreams,
Whisk me away on whipped cloud seams.
Condense these emotions, that fill me to brim
And together in the flowing rain, we will swim.

-SLuR

I close blind eyes and slip into sleep,
My mind is so inclined to present me with dreams.
Blissful scenes, of something so sweet
Lips made of clouds and cotton candy.
Pillows for my own, for passion to hold
Tongues that twist, for lust to unfold.
Bodies made of heat, that melt into one
And moans that fill the air like a gentle song.
In the middle of the night, my thoughts of you become undone.

-SLuR

Feel it crawl
Hear it call,
Watch it drip out from your maw.
Taste it, raw
Smells like god,
In this void your time is null.
The sunlight burns,
Your stomach churns,
Delicately decay, my fragile corpse.
Buried in worms,
Blurried visions,
Are those halos or pointed horns?

Feel it, slow
Hear it echo.
Watch your insides be hollowed.

Taste your breath,
Smells like death.
In this time you'll meet your end.

The sun still burns,
Persistently shining,
While a part of me is dying.

-SLuR

Love does not extend beyond the eyes
Peace dies within, while chaos freely thrives
The world is angry and blind,
Let’s all chant to Mother’s cries
As god cracks the sky,
Watching people die;
The peeping Tom of our lives
Getting off to why, please oh- whys
We’ll return to earth but won’t help her to survive.
This evil strives- the one that exists
Because of our minds.
Who decides our self rights?
A self-righteous man writing while he’s high
On a ladder, that we’re not allowed to climb.
Daisies rot
Between strands of hair and time,
And our blood clots
As we raise fingers in a peaceful sign.

-SLuR

His love is built on lies
Manufactured ties
His love is built on lies
Corporations never die
Spreading love like a franchise
Tears can turn into ice,
Only if you’re nice
And you pay the right price.

-SLuR

I pluck stars out of the sky
With long, bony fingers
And crush them with my divine
Mortar and pestle.
Illusion seizes all sight
As stardust flies,
Like a bullet from a pistol
Deep into my left nostril.
Destroying the cranium,
Deploying the alien.
Everything is make believe-
Hallucinations;
Mixing, blending,
Seeping, bleeding.
The world is an image,
Just a little too blurry-
Fuzzy, with your thumb intruding.

-SLuR

Roaches crawl underneath my skin,
I peel it back to see within,
Blackened organs, dripping with rot,
Barbed wire lungs, and a heart made of rock.
Stomach full of acid, climbing up my throat
Hear it sizzle in my mouth, as I start to choke.
Intestines full of waste, great reflection of the bin
Where it's all held in, saved for later to be tasted.

**** moves "north" when you're hanging upside down,
A smile from a frown, you'll never be satiated,
Have some bran, and wear your crown,
Your porcelain throne is patiently waiting.
All hail the king, of the lonesome and the hating
Feed us please, excrete your propaganda
We'll believe, because we have no other agenda.
On our knees, ready to be bathed,
Wash our brains, in your venomous hate.

-SLuR

My heart doesn't crumble when they finally go,
When they take their prodding fingers out of my soul,
Because they were in already-made holes,  
Whose depths, long ago, have come to plateau;
So curious fingertips, aren't missed  
When they finally stop trying to scratch an itch-
Or cease their search for a scab to pick, a wound to lick;
I'm used to it, the pain that sits atop these heavy eyelids...  

And with this weight comes benefits,

I never have to show,
The world will never know:
That deep inside, I'm small and vulnerable
Because tears no longer grow when they only come to go.  

-SLuR

I felt it crumble in my palm,
I held it for a little too long,
It got so warm...
Like a beating heart,
Before it started to fall apart.

I saw it rise before it fell,
Into itself, creating hell
It burned to ash on my table,
Its mark, so dark, lies there still.
Another underwhelming failure.

My last attempt, I think I've got it
I've sprouted life right from my pockets.
The right amount of breath
Of tears, and sweat.
Look at that, after years,
They're even sentient!
My first accomplished experiment.
I hope this proves to be time well spent.

O' woe! What a naive fool,
The creatures started out so promising,
Now they're only interested in technology.
They cut down my trees,
**** their own species.
My precious animals are being slaughtered
Until they're extinct.
It makes my eyes bleed,
These crimson tears sting.
A failure is all I'll ever be...
My greatest creation was all imagination,
This world I've made is full of hatred,
My effort was wasted.
I'll roll it into the garbage bin,
To rot away with try one and try two
And sadly, I shall start anew.

-SLuR

I am a pile of contorted bones
Adult, but fetal; sinking in *****
Material, so fickle.
Time- it slows and trickles
Down sunken cheeks, to tickle
Smiles that are broken and brittle.

Casting shadows
That make me feel so little,
I'm being devoured;
Carved away by his chisel.

From the inside, I have withered
And this shell has split and splintered.

I am nothing but hollow bones,
Covered in flesh- waiting to decompose.
To be ravaged
By a shattered promise of tomorrow.

-SLuR

Gritty grains engraved inside my shelled back,
I’m a hermit crawling over castles;
Making shadows shiny, grab the shellac.
Leave my remains clinging to the scaffolds.

Ima hermit crawling over castles.
Artificial whispers gusher like dreams
Leave my remains clinging to the scaffolds.
Take the screams and crush them til I can't breathe

Artificial whispers gusher like dreams,
Frothy waves brushing the seams of my skull.
Take the screams and crush them til I can't breathe;
A frail shell lodged in the throat of a gull.

Frothy waves brushing the seams of my skull,
Insert here, the words you could not complete;
A frail shell lodged in the throat of a gull.
My racing tears compete with my heartbeat.

Gritty grains crumble over my feet,
Sandcastles tend to tumble
When left incomplete.

Er.. Which is it? Monster or man?
Who cares?! He’ll slay the gorgon, ****!
His eyes cast a fierce light,
His hair scared into white,
And for the right price he wields death in his hands.

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There’s a pink puffball with quite the appetite,
Doesn’t chew food, he inhales it with all his might.
He can’t fly very far,
So he likes to ride on stars.
Defeating evil as he goes, with every bite.

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Test tube mutant cursed with the stupid
N. Sane in the brain, heart shot by cupid
Breaks boxes with a twist
Helpless without his sis,
Won’t stop ‘til Cortex has been uprooted.

-SLuR

Pull me oh so close,
And then push me away.
You're the suzerain of my terrain;
This body is your state.
Yours to use, to sate.
I'm a vassal, under reign
Of your heavenly gaze.
Mark me with kisses your lips lay
Underneath the night, the day.
Silence me- only have me say
"My lord, this pleasure is
Yours to take"
As I spread my timid legs;
You make my knees buckle and shake.
My eyes wander to a place
That my tongue would love to taste.
Teach me the rhythm, the pace
To keep your body
In this spiritual place.
My throat betrays,
And I utter your name
Correct me with haste
You're my lord and I, your slave
Master, show me how to play
I want to pay,
Punish me with rough foreplay
Bound my legs, bite my thighs
Conceal vision from these lustful eyes;
I want to feel you grow in size
Between my lips, please make me smile
Show me the meaning of your title.
Dominate me while I cry out
To some god hidden in some clouds.

-SLuR

I want to escape this dismal place
Confined to heavy space in the back of my mind.
Counting the lonely, broken seconds of time,
Continuously winding inside.
Crooked spine, contorted heart
Colossal soul and weightless world
Forceful pulls, ripping me apart.

Bewitched sunrise shall burn a hole,
Betwixt dusty, abandoned windows.
Bury myself in the back of my skull
Where the whispering voices go
When I'm all alone.
You don't know, you don't know
Every single nerve loses control
This sun never sets,
It devours me whole;
Melting my flesh,
Rays penetrate my bones.

I feel like death, I feel so cold
Shivering, grotesque, and old.
Light doesn't scorch when darkness
Is all you've known,
It burns like hell when you're alone.
So blind and so invisible.

These clouds shroud my head,
Creating oceans on my bed
Full of things better left unsaid,
Forgiveness and try-so-hard to forget.
Death permeates through deep regret
Another way to clean this mess.

I want to escape this dismal place
Confined to heavy space,
I contemplate
Ways to change my fate.
I need to shed this weight,
Have it disappear and fade.

My colossal soul burns in a
Never-setting sun
I'm trying to find the strength to
Carry myself and run
Before I burn up, and all that remains is dust.

-SLuR

I am bone cowled by death,
The lingering scent of sweat,
Pulsing veins and twitching skin;
Heavy breaths, as you're giving in.

Final drops of fear evaporate
The trace of vapor
That ignites the chase,
(If I had pupils they'd dilate)
This sensation alone is enough to sate,
But temptation causes cravings
And to my appetite I'm a slave;
Slaying souls that run through bones-
As if they were veins.
Wails encased in haunted ivory,
I get to keep and take
You belong to only me.
I am your merciless god, your life;
The devil that hides behind eyes.
I am natural and manmade,
Everything and nothing.
Portrayed decayed,
A reflection of your fate.
Stand unafraid, and straight
This is the meaning of why you wait;
Your one and only chance to have a taste.

The curve of your tongue,
And the curve of my scythe
Have the delight,
Of sharing the same slice
Fulfilling appetites, for that one good night.

-SLuR

You're the color of chittering pansies, giggling at my visage
You've the elusiveness of a panicked rabbit, scurrying towards slippage  
Down a hole I go, how far? I do not know, perhaps time will stop and I'll float
Like smoke O's and alphabet accusations, questions confused by answers
Running to circle back again, disoriented though stuck in place.
How many oysters must I taste before the guilt can be erased?
Thrown to waste, slit a smile upon my face while I fade.
You're a thief, with a turtle shell hidden in your pocket
Mock my strength by stripping me of defenses.
I'm always late even though time doesn't move,  
And you don't like tea so you'd rather snooze.

-SLuR

I don't know where I am anymore,
Your arms are wrapped around me
I can feel you softly snore;
Breath quiet, warm, and slow
Dancing on my forehead.
This is all that I have left,
These disgusting, precious moments
That I'll never forget.

You transport me to this place
Whenever we're alone.
You rip me out of our space
When I'm thinking-
With eyes closed;
And you're sleeping,
In this bed of time-machinery.
Ripping me through threads,
Forcing me to relive
When we were alright.
When everything seemed bright
But I was lost in the shadows,
Projected by your lies.

And sickly, I smile
As my brain travels miles
To reach destinations,
I haven't been to in a while.

Like that lonesome beach
Where I surrendered myself.
Giving you all that I had,
In our moment on the sand.
I thought you'd never reach
For my unembellished shell,
But you held me in your hand,
Taking all that you could grasp.

Or those tender, treasured seconds
Where you'd cradle my heart in heaven.
Rocking it in your cloudy arms,
While delicate fingers traced coarse scars.

I'm reminded of happier times,
That felt like dancing in sunshine.
Now we keep behind black clouds
To never come back out.

So please,
Just stay there sleeping.
You're happier in your dreams,
That will never include me.

Your soul I never could appease.

I'll lie here with my mind
As it retells these
Fantastical stories,
Of a make believe boy
Who found something beautiful
In something boring.

-SLuR

I'm always worried about the placement of my teeth, and the thrashing of my tongue. Hoping that when they meet I won't sound like some fool ******* on his thumb- all deaf, blind, and dumb. My vocal cords sprout dust, and it covers my lungs when I inhale my words back like a ghost. I'll hold them in until I choke, because every sentence I speak happens to be the punchline to a joke provoking laughter from those I care for the most. I'm ignored, unless you're bored then you find I stultify much more than you were before and I'm left behind- encouraged to die. Your hands hold the blade as you teach me how to cut right, a sliver- a slice of my 'precious' life. Serve it on a ***** plate for the roaches and the flies, let them wallow in my grime as I melt away like time, or does it fly? My clocks are in the sun but their hands are in the sky, pointing to the clouds where god likes to hide. To my surprise, they aren't white; they're encased in shadows and deep, dark night. Maybe he exists, 'cause it always rains when I cry like he wants me to persist with this pain that I like. Yeah, right.. Like, love, abhor, despise they're on the same coin just different sides. I stay flipping, but it never lands right; so maybe I'm the one pleasing Pain's appetite. Sinking teeth into me with his endless bites, what's the point in trying to fight? He always finds me when I hide under sheets of loneliness that warm me with silence. A paper-thin shelter from this home's violence, my skin is colored in blues and violets; I'm a flower pigmented so vibrant ripped from the dirt and buried inside hurt. I'm always worried about the placement of my teeth, and the thrashing of my tongue. Hoping that when they meet I won't sound like some fool ******* on his thumb- all deaf, blind, and dumb. My vocal cords sprout dust, but I'll utter one last word- gone.

-SLuR

Give me an adjective to describe this:
The _______ loneliness.
The itch that persists to ____ my skin,
The ______ twitch; the urge to give in.
The voices that _____ me not to resist.
Whispering ________ nothings in my head,
Death howling in the wind, a hand to _____.
Held _____ in my grasp, life slips away like sand.

- _____

I'm inflamed again,
Picking at skin again.
Creating scabs once more,
Reveling in open sores.
I want to feel pain again,
Shower me in shame again
Like the crimson rain that's condensed inside my veins.
I'll call you a home again,
If you make me feel alone again.
Reflections of childhood
When the walls listened and understood.
The Shark's calling my name again,
Craving serrated blades again.
To saw across scars- healed skin,
Trace against marks of past sin.
I want to draw your face again,
Take me to a pretty place again.
Don't drown me in your sympathy,
With eyes playing the saddest symphonies.
I long to play with Death again
To feel my suns set again.
Give me the perfect gifts,
Of a moonlit noose and kiss.

Or don't I deserve it,
Am I so imperfect?

-SLuR

Blackness overtaking blackness.
Waves of sadness, softly dripping happiness.
The darkness makes the light seem so much brighter,
And I'm blinded by the sight.
Darkness holds and grips me tighter.

Blackness conquers blackness,
In the corners of my eyes.
Light revolves around the center,
But my peripherals grow in size,
And I'm blind, the
Darkness holds and grips me tight.

And the slowly spinning light,
Tapers off into the night.
Burning lullabies in my mind, as
Darkness holds and grips me tight.

-SLuR

She’ll cut her own words open, to gut them of any sentiment
Leaving all and any notions crushed under her foot like sediment
Strung up inside her heartstrings, she suffocates her feelings;
Lets them feed upon nothing to regurgitate the empty.
Her eyes are hollowing, all edges sharp and blunt
With a gaze that howls like death, aching for your touch
To **** you with her deliberate rejection.

A capitalist with her affection.

-SLuR

My roof is leaking grey matter, splattered disaster
Scraping, against the grain of my skull.

Slow drip- set in, filling my mouth
Till it bubbles down my throat.

Locked in a chokehold, mock
The dams in my nose as they burst.

I can’t feel hurt, nerves don’t work
Paralyzed emotions feel heavy, all around.

Shelter caved in, weak foundation
Couldn’t stand up to the floods.

I’m left a wreck, cemented
Inside a pool of blood.
Gushing, like a war-torn *****
Spread my eyelids wide open
And show me more.

Expand these clouds that clout me with persistence,
Breaking all that has come into my existence
Inside its heavy rain, inside which, I’m shamed
Named, a parasitic pariah plotting pain.
Children look away, keep your wishes safe
Tethered to the ground so they can’t fly away.
My own ride the melancholic wind that brushes
Against my cheeks in the cold, that hushes
The silence that sneaks upon you as you grow old.

I’ve a homeless heart and a nomad soul,
My body the grave to which they will return.

-SLuR

Where are you now, deceitful mighty lion?
Laying over your bed of thorny lies,
Letting the barbs poke and pierce you;
Deep inside your illusioned mind.

You roar as the day grows bigger in size,
I zigzag through swaying blades, freshly dewed.
Picking pointed thorns from the flesh on your side;
Just a weak, skittering mouse to your rescue.

Run and hide, before you eat me alive.
Run and hide, before you eat me alive.
I hope I die, so you can't eat me alive.

-SLuR

I need you like an elephant needs love, how a heart needs to touch something other than blood. How penguins need to get ******, to commit and propose. The way these hands need to write prose, questioning the name of a rose.
You pull at my very soul. Dig and fill a hole, where never-ending affection will grow. You're my obsession and I know it's weird to let it show but these feelings are something I just can't hold.



I need you, please...
Sausage and cheese;
I haven't had pizza in weeks.

-SLuR

Time hangs from your skeleton limbs
It rocks back and forth
Like a pendulum.
Life and Death's momentum,
Swinging to Her vibrations
Our Mother's sadness and elation
Her hate and adoration.
Take this decay as a creation,
Our bones are aging to perfection;
A fine selection of dust to spread
From toes to head,
To nurture and neglect
Her children who cry and beg.
Their suffering will end
As we return to fertile dirt
And let our souls be absorbed,
By the womb we once adored.

-SLuR

Numbness conquers my body,
Darkness invades, leaving its trace
Inside the sun's blinding rays.
And everything starts to twist-
Out of place.
The feeling persists,
But it doesn't exist.
I can recall living in this
Moment, having you hold it
The fragile boulder on your
Aching shoulders.
Crumbling bones,
I'll snort your dusty marrow.
Hallowing your hollow,
Promising tomorrows.
I can't recall having burrowed
This deeply, getting lost in the scenery
Of wickedness and fiery horizons.
I can see the sun set behind your eyelids.

I can't recall living this moment,
When you took words and swore it,
That the light would persist
When the darkness was swollen.

-SLuR

The only difference is, come spring, they’ll be blooming happily as the night sky stars slowly fade away from me as decaying fantasies.

Shadows crawl into the light, a cowled face I can’t erase.
Replace my vision with the blind but leave a trace of your outline,
Enough for me to taste, to hide with sniffs- come back in drips;
Make my nerve endings slip, and miss the grey. Numb to pain,
Slitting wrists and feeding veins. Bitten lips can’t kiss without feeling shame,
So I’ll smile like a snake, turn, and slither away. Defense mechanisms activate,
The rattle sounds before I feel its strike
And I only see its eyes after feeling the bite;
Pleasure always comes guised as demise,
I’ll grab its hand tight, and let it be my guide
As we follow the venom that writhes inside.  

-SLuR

Our threads were never meant to cross,
To tangle up and turn to knots.
Beginnings and ends becoming lost,
Until it’s time to be cut off.
I’m a frayed, a lone piece of string
Being worn, into nothing.

-SLuR

You make my skin burn, with the thought of your touch.
Your eyes traverse my body, dragging daggers across my stomach-
Down my face, carving a smile from my trembling lips.
Encased in stomach lining, worms crawl in a tangled knot
I feel like I’m decomposing, melting into a puddle of rot;
Reflecting your ethereal beauty your perfection
Projecting everything, I am not.

I dig inside your head, consuming every thought
My hands stained by your fair, skin flavored dust.
Why didn’t you come packaged with a spoon?
So, I can devour every last, hard to reach, in-the-corner
Piece of you.

-SLuR

Manifest destiny as a sketch in my notebook,
Where young run foaming at the mouth with hate.
Born without a face; She’s got everyone’s eyes.
She prays and suffocates, as if in a dream
Where death lives on safe from the screams.
Hides festering hopes, like ashes in the fall,
She’s certain there’s more to escape from the pain,
In a world of violent rage;
I’m choking on the smoke that fills my home,
While here we lie in tombs with our flesh and bones;
Hatred passed on, passed on, and passed on.

Crawl amidst the ruins of this, there be no shelter here
Empty dream, I dwell in hell; relive the nightmare.
Crawl with me into tomorrow, it’s caged and frozen still.
Like the sun disappears only to reappear on a bed of fire,
A hell that I can grip. But I slipped, an existence mundane.
Like swollen stomachs swallow the one that made you ill;

There is no other pill to take, their existence is a crime.
Catch me when I fall, Death is on my side.

Dressed in slow death born as ghosts,
Ghosts of progress walk unseen,
Past the graves and the gates;

Your voice it is so soothing,
I’m empty, please fill me.

-SLuR